Misunderstood Poems
#misunderstood
Misunderstood poems about people who are struggling to get others to understand them correctly. Misunderstood poems include poems about searching for a place in the world, struggling with identity and looking for a sense of belonging. Also, poems about relationship and family misunderstandings.
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
20th May 2023 1:45pm
20th May 2023 1:45pm
Tried To Make A Move On Her
Jason
saw this brunette
in a light tan type suit
and tried to make a move on her
only to get his nuts totally kicked.
saw this brunette
in a light tan type suit
and tried to make a move on her
only to get his nuts totally kicked.
#beauty
#fiction
#funny
#misunderstood
#temptation
211 reads
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Auraofblack
James Burns
James Burns
Poem Published
14th May 2023 9:36am
14th May 2023 9:36am
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#dark
#misunderstood
#FeelingLost #acceptance
#FeelingLost #acceptance
162 reads
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Green_Arrow
Poem Published
25th Apr 2023 4:17am
25th Apr 2023 4:17am
Thought That I Would Never Get My Massage
David walked
in and saw some chick sit
naked on the chair and talking on
the phone before she turned and saw David staring
at her in time to say "I thought that
I would never get my
massage now."
in and saw some chick sit
naked on the chair and talking on
the phone before she turned and saw David staring
at her in time to say "I thought that
I would never get my
massage now."
#home
#fiction
#misunderstood
#sensual
#temptation
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eljustignoreyou
John Daliva
John Daliva
Poem Published
24th Apr 2023 4:20pm
24th Apr 2023 4:20pm
If only
If there is such
I would've search for something
a bottle
A jar
an ornament
that could've catch
and collected
all your tears
I could've looked deep
at those
and see
memories
of you
part of you
where you were
happy and sad
if only there is such
I would've search for something
a bottle
A jar
an ornament
that could've catch
and collected
all your tears
I could've looked deep
at those
and see
memories
of you
part of you
where you were
happy and sad
if only there is such
#rejection
#misunderstood
#UnrequitedLove
#disappointment
#bittersweet
314 reads
2 Comments
CanDyFloss_72Monet
Poem Published
18th Apr 2023 11:47am
18th Apr 2023 11:47am
Contradictory tendencies
Surprised, fulfilled adolescent,even older men's dreams.
A cool breeze.
Sweet intoxicating water,under the feet,
between the slick pale white thighs,
prized apart since five.
Scatter the dress. Up above head,
knicker high,
then down,never wore. This was denied.
On bed,face down,
once a beautiful swan.
Now crumpled and ugly, contradictory,
get on bus bombshell. See you in 2022,next year.
"Let me jus go and put something on!"
The lines of an iconic blonde.
Found,Face down in...
A cool breeze.
Sweet intoxicating water,under the feet,
between the slick pale white thighs,
prized apart since five.
Scatter the dress. Up above head,
knicker high,
then down,never wore. This was denied.
On bed,face down,
once a beautiful swan.
Now crumpled and ugly, contradictory,
get on bus bombshell. See you in 2022,next year.
"Let me jus go and put something on!"
The lines of an iconic blonde.
Found,Face down in...
#sadness
#secrets
#misunderstood
#emptiness
#fear
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Styxian
Poem Published
17th Apr 2023 2:33am
17th Apr 2023 2:33am
cave man
(sensory overload)
I'm not fucked up
The world is
I just try to not step
in its shit too much
It may not look like it
but my head is ten feet
by ten feet
And it's usually overcrowded
So I try
to sneeze it out
Cough it out
Shit it out
Anything
I'm always staring out
the entrance of this cave
It takes a lot out of me
just to squeeze both eyes out
of the hole
I pull my hair back
because it gets snagged on buildings
and in crowds
And too much closeness ...
I'm not fucked up
The world is
I just try to not step
in its shit too much
It may not look like it
but my head is ten feet
by ten feet
And it's usually overcrowded
So I try
to sneeze it out
Cough it out
Shit it out
Anything
I'm always staring out
the entrance of this cave
It takes a lot out of me
just to squeeze both eyes out
of the hole
I pull my hair back
because it gets snagged on buildings
and in crowds
And too much closeness ...
#misunderstood
609 reads
22 Comments
Maple666
Poem Published
16th Apr 2023 4:59pm
16th Apr 2023 4:59pm
FAST LOVE
She can curl her hair and straighten it to , but
she can’t change and be a fool . She’s done that to many times before. She is waiting on the one who will appreciate her for how she is . Old fashioned and maybe that’s the problem living in a world that’s all about the new . Fast food , fast pace of life and fast love and that’s the other problem when she is slow to reveal .Maybe that’s a crime in the world today get the handcuffs and throw the key away . Truth is she doesn’t know anymore. Is she the problem Sometimes that’s how she feels coz nobody seems to want to hold hands and...
she can’t change and be a fool . She’s done that to many times before. She is waiting on the one who will appreciate her for how she is . Old fashioned and maybe that’s the problem living in a world that’s all about the new . Fast food , fast pace of life and fast love and that’s the other problem when she is slow to reveal .Maybe that’s a crime in the world today get the handcuffs and throw the key away . Truth is she doesn’t know anymore. Is she the problem Sometimes that’s how she feels coz nobody seems to want to hold hands and...
#misunderstood
#LifeCycle
#aging
#nostalgia
#dating
308 reads
2 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2023 10:40pm
3rd Apr 2023 10:40pm
Radio Waves
Went into a shop yesterday
To buy a radio
And whilst the shopkeeper
Was packing it
I said
"Ive got a transistor!"
The shopkeeper said "Really?"
"What's her name?"
I said "No, no no no"
"Ive got a transistor radio"
And left
With a Low Wave
by Jemia
To buy a radio
And whilst the shopkeeper
Was packing it
I said
"Ive got a transistor!"
The shopkeeper said "Really?"
"What's her name?"
I said "No, no no no"
"Ive got a transistor radio"
And left
With a Low Wave
by Jemia
#funny
#misunderstood
#transgender
176 reads
5 Comments
Maple666
Poem Published
29th Mar 2023 3:16pm
29th Mar 2023 3:16pm
Not a Smoking Gun
I’m not a smoking gun you’re depending on, I am hidden in the dark with a pipe trying to smoke
myself out of uncertainty and doubt . You can’t rely on me as I can’t see who I am amongst the clouds and fumes of a double identity .I am strong but oh so weak at times .I’m fear and fearless and sad and happy . I’m a double edged sword . Who doesn’t know whether to wound or defend or surrender . I ‘m am not the odds on bet that becomes an accumulator . I am just one person who has a foot in the past and tentatively trying to find the common ground to take that step into the sun .
myself out of uncertainty and doubt . You can’t rely on me as I can’t see who I am amongst the clouds and fumes of a double identity .I am strong but oh so weak at times .I’m fear and fearless and sad and happy . I’m a double edged sword . Who doesn’t know whether to wound or defend or surrender . I ‘m am not the odds on bet that becomes an accumulator . I am just one person who has a foot in the past and tentatively trying to find the common ground to take that step into the sun .
#happiness
#courage
#honesty
#misunderstood
#hypocrisy
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Maple666
Poem Published
24th Mar 2023 8:22am
24th Mar 2023 8:22am
She’s at the gate .
You touched her mind in her Silent thoughts . You would never know how thinking about you makes an anxious woman relax and smile and believe that she is a class act . How your love of life Is infectious your sense of fun combined with a gorgeous face and piercing blue eyes Make her high on life as you
Live in it . She is a private soul and leaves most people On the outside and yet you Make her want to open the gate and walk amongst the fears that terrify her the most . People, they are a precarious tribe of many sides love and hate , trustful to suspiciously cagey to a follow to be...
Live in it . She is a private soul and leaves most people On the outside and yet you Make her want to open the gate and walk amongst the fears that terrify her the most . People, they are a precarious tribe of many sides love and hate , trustful to suspiciously cagey to a follow to be...
#happiness
#strength
#courage
#honesty
#misunderstood
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oskar
Poem Published
22nd Mar 2023 10:16am
22nd Mar 2023 10:16am
the way of a marriage
The way a marriage
On the bus 8 to Garston, I met my future wife; I was going
to meet someone at the British Legion, something about
a job as a cook on a ship. At an outdoor, we bought cans of
cokes and a bottle of rum.
I thought she was the kindest woman; I had ever met.
We married, and people I didn’t like came to our reception
like my brothers-in-laws
Dreams never last on cook’s wages, awake one morn
no smell of coffee from downstairs; she had gone out
and left a note: “Get a Job, you drunken slob!”
I took a bus to Albert Dock,...
On the bus 8 to Garston, I met my future wife; I was going
to meet someone at the British Legion, something about
a job as a cook on a ship. At an outdoor, we bought cans of
cokes and a bottle of rum.
I thought she was the kindest woman; I had ever met.
We married, and people I didn’t like came to our reception
like my brothers-in-laws
Dreams never last on cook’s wages, awake one morn
no smell of coffee from downstairs; she had gone out
and left a note: “Get a Job, you drunken slob!”
I took a bus to Albert Dock,...
#motivational
#spiritual
#patience
#misunderstood
#sacrifice
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oskar
Poem Published
12th Mar 2023 10:38am
12th Mar 2023 10:38am
Marry jo
Mary Jo
Mary Jo, where are you now? Dusty bones in a cemetery?
A dashing man drove you through the night, over a bridge
that wasn’t there, into the water, and then you were alone
breathing, through pockets of air in the car, waiting for
him to rescue you. Did you hear steps on the pebbly road
as he was running away? And your tears became the sea`s
Mary Jo, I have not forgotten you; the man who betrayed
you., is dead too; they gave him a send-off, and the famous
came to his wake; did they think of you?
Your parents were paid off not to...
Mary Jo, where are you now? Dusty bones in a cemetery?
A dashing man drove you through the night, over a bridge
that wasn’t there, into the water, and then you were alone
breathing, through pockets of air in the car, waiting for
him to rescue you. Did you hear steps on the pebbly road
as he was running away? And your tears became the sea`s
Mary Jo, I have not forgotten you; the man who betrayed
you., is dead too; they gave him a send-off, and the famous
came to his wake; did they think of you?
Your parents were paid off not to...
#dark
#motivational
#honesty
#misunderstood
#tolerance
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